Me: An old lady, I have never met in my life, came up to me today at the airport, and asked me if we could check in our luggage together.
Daughter: Why did she want that?
Me: Because she had three heavy suitcases and wanted to combine hers with mine to avoid the charges for excess baggage, the cheapskate.
Daughter: Why do you call her a cheapskate?
Me: Because she was obviously wealthy; she had 2-3 shopping bags filled with goodies too.
Daughter: So, what did you tell her?
Me: I told her that it wasn’t right and I wouldn’t oblige her.
Daughter: Why not?
Me: Because I don’t want to cheat the airline that is entitled to the extra money from her. I am a loyal, frequent flier.
Daughter: What did the old woman say?
Me: She gave me a sob story of how she was returning home after spending 3 months with her aged sister who had had a hip fracture. That’s why she had accumulated so much stuff to carry back.
Daughter: Too bad…about her sister
Me: Tell me what you would have done. Would you have agreed to check in your luggage along with hers?
Daughter: No, I don’t think so.
Me: You wouldn’t have helped her even if she told you that her sister had had a hip fracture?
Daughter: No. I would have liked to, but I wouldn’t have.
Me:What if the old lady herself, and not her sister, had a fractured hip?
Daughter: Then she wouldn't be visiting her sister and accumulating the excess luggage.